An Agent's Weakness
"That bitch is dead!" Gibbs roared, slamming his palm into the side of the ambulence.
"I'm sorry Agent Gibbs," apologised Dorneget.
"Not your fault," Gibbs replied. "Apologising is a sign of weakness though. So don't."
"Witnesses report seeing a '91 Honda Accord leaving the house across the street," Ziva explained.
"How's that helpful?" Gibbs snapped.
"The house owners own a Chevy," Ziva replied, closing her notebook. "And are currently in hospital over a case of food poisoning in Barcelona."
"Sure they didn't just eat at Taco Bell?" Tony smiled resulting in a hard headslap from Gibbs.
"Not funny," Gibbs stormed off.
"Guess he's not in a nice mood," Tony observed. He got a glare from Ziva.
"His daughter is hospital Tony," Ziva replied. "She might die. Would you be in a good mood?"
That shut Tony up.
NCIS
Darren sat on his bed, lamenting the last few weeks. Matt's death had been a hard blow and now with the possibility of Holly dying as well, he felt as if someone had smashed his head with a brick.
"Darren, son," Albert Blake, Darren's father sat down on the bed beside him. "Look, are you...okay?"
"Not really," replied Darren, wiping tears from his eyes.
"Hey, Megan is staying over at Lauren's house tonight and Skye is going out to do some revision at the library," Albert said. "Shall we go bowling, or shoot some hoops or even go down to the pub?"
"Dunno," Darren shrugged.
"I know I'm not good with the sentimental crap and that," confessed Albert. "But it seems to me that you need a night away from it all."
"Thanks dad," Darren replied. He closed his eyes and pictured all the good time he'd had with Holly and Matt.
"This friend of yours, Matt, tell me about her," Albert said softly.
"Loudmouthed," Darren summed up the dead girl. "She used to scream at the teachers, telling them to leave her alone or do one."
Albert laughed.
"She was the class clown," Darren continued. "No matter if you loved her or hated her you had to laugh with her when she stood up in front of the class and backchatted the teacher. I remember one time that she jumped on the teacher's desk and did Gangnam Style."
"Why?" Albert asked.
"The stupid stupid man..." Darren remembered that day.
"Alright, can anyone show me an example of popular culture on the internet?" Mr Feeley asked the class.
"I can sir," Matt winked at Holly and Darren.
"Okay Matt, why don't you demonstrate?" Mr Feeley asked, stepping aside, anticipating that Matt would use the computer to bring it up on the Interactive Whiteboard.
Instead, Matt leapt upon the desk and began dancing Gangnam Style, kicking paperwork on the floor as she did.
"Heyyyyy! Sexy lady!" she sang deliberately off key. "Woop! Woop! Woop! Woop! Open Gangnam Style!"
"Get off my desk," Mr Feeley had said.
"Woohoo!" Matt jumped down as everyone applauded and laughed.
"Sounds special huh?" Albert's voice shifted Darren back to the present. "A friend like that only comes about once a lifetime."
"Yeah," Darren said.
"That's why you should treasure the moments you had," Albert said. "Instead of lamenting the time you could have had."
"I was wrong dad," Darren replied.
"About what?" Albert asked.
"You are good at the sentimental crap," Darren said.
NCIS
"How is she?" Abby watched Holly, who was hooked up to the heart monitor in the hospital room.
"She should be fine, the bullet didn't hit anything vital," the doctor explained. "But she lost a lot of blood."
"Will she be okay?" Abby asked.
"We're waiting on a transplant," the doctor said. "The operation should be able to take place next week."
"So she's not out of the woods yet?" asked Abby.
"No, no I'm afraid not," the doctor replied.
The End
Next Time: Sarah McGee and Tobias Fornell's deaths send the investigation into overdrive while the operation is about to take place. Plus, can Holly and Darren rekindle their love before the explosive end coming in just a few chapters?